Saturday, March 31, 2018

Sunday, March 25, 2018

Mancat Monday - A Report

Happy week, furriends.

So, this is what I did this weekend:

Mom, go away - I'm sleeping!

Now, I'm grooming, very impawant, leave me be!

Mom, can't you see, I'm on watch for ebil squirrels and stuff, I can't talk to you right now!!

.... mommy, I luff you, SNUGGLE with me!

Sunday, March 18, 2018

Mancat Monday - Everyone Is Getting One!

So many of our furriends are also getting the Art of Paws heated cat bed, 
it's like Chrissymouse all over again!

As you can see, it comes in a very nice box. Too flat to be of much use to us kittehs,
but our hoomins like nicely packaged things.

So - Heated. Cat. Bed.

That says it all, doesn't it? But if you need more..

bite proof cord, removable/washable fleece cover. 10 watts.
Warm enough but not so warm that anyone is in danger of getting burned or over-hot.

I feel quite like an emperor here... Mom, you may kiss the paw now.
You're welcome.

(Toby may have seen one too many Youtube clips of the HBO show Rome.)

We got one for free to review. We did really like it, though Leia has yet to discover it.

Thursday, March 15, 2018

Toby Thursday

  • Happy Thursday! 

  • I was looking for Leia to do today's post but I don't see her anywhere. She's been kind of miffed since my last post, so she's been sulking. Or possibly plotting revenge... She's a girl, you never know. 
Anyway, mom decided to give me a manicure last night. I informed her very clearly I was not pleased. I even hissed and growled at her! Such fierceness I displayed. 

And she... she... Told me to quit it. Not scared at all. MOUSES!! OK, I've never actually followed through with that threat but still. She could have pretended to be scared, couldn't she??? 

Sunday, March 11, 2018

Mancat Monday - the Truth Is O U T !

And you know what? I'm GLAD!
Leia, you run the house, and do all the work.

While I do THIS :

Ha ha meow!

Friday, March 9, 2018

Finally Friday

Yesterday was Women's Day. Can you believe Mom forgot to post about me?? So I insisted we do it today. 

Yes, as some of you have suspected, I DO rule this household. I am the fierce huntress of things that get in... I am the discipline-r
 of badly behaved Boogie Mats and other assorted toys... And I bring sweetness and light, with just a tiny bit of spice, to our home.

Go, me. 

**** Here I am hunting a bug! See? Always on the job.

Sunday, March 4, 2018

Mancat Monday - 2 vs 2

It's Monday  - time for ME!

So, 2 vs. 2.

2 dislikes I have:

1). Tin foil! Horrible thing, that noise it makes.
Why hoomins would ever use such a thing is beyond me. 

2). Mom's Ace bandage. Last summer she tore her calf muscle, and ever since she uses this to wrap up her leg when she exercises. (She wants you to know that this is amazingly useful, if you ever have need of one, it is truly extremely helpful). But when she puts it on or takes it off, it's very upsetting to me. I refuse to hang around for this. It's just seriously freaky to me.

Now for the 2 loves I have:

1). My nip hamster, bought many years ago. We got it from Cat Faeries online shop. We're soul mates, that hamster and I. I like other toys just fine, but hamster and I are FOREVER.

2). My mom's hair. When I was a tiny, tiny tot I would sleep in her hair, curled up by her neck. Now I'm way too big for that but my head fits there just fine. We sit at the dining room table for snorgle time, and I demand mom take her hair out of the ponytail (I paw at her head. Every time.) so I can get my hair fix. This makes me very, very happy. Even more so than my hamster-time.

So there you are, some facts about ME, Toby.

Happy week, furriends.

Friday, March 2, 2018

All Hail the Great Friday!

Mom does luff her Fridays.

I look so cute and sweet here, but what you don't see is that I'm disciplining our Boogie Mat. Toby lets it get away with such awful behavior, but I'm very firm about these things. 

Has anyone else seen the movie "The Great and Powerful Oz"? We helped mom watch it recently. The monkey, and especially China Girl, were our favs. 

This is us last night, patiently waiting for Mom to come to bed. I swear, sometimes she's really slow about doing what we want her to.